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bitter craving--
A dark and deep desire
That glows beneath my bosom
Like coals of kindled fire.
The passion of the nightingale
When singing to the rose
Is feebler than the agony
That murders my repose yilai:
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Such we disdain!
Naydearest! do not doubt me
Though madly thus I speak--
I feel thy arms about me
Thy tresses on my cheek:
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That links thy heart with mine--
I know my soul's emotion
Is doubly felt by thine:
And deem not that a shadow
Hath fallen across my love:
Nos[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]tmy love is shadowless
As yonder heaven above.
These little taper fingers--
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On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published ccaafgzq!--
Can well supply the cruel want
That almost maddens me.
Thou wilt not sure deny me
My first and fond request;
I pray theeby the memory
Of all we cherish best--
By all the dear remembrance
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Of those delicicious days
Whenhand in handwe wandered
Along the summer braes:
By all we feltunspoken
When 'neath the early moon
We sat beside the rivulet
In the leafy month of June;
And by the broken whisper
That fell upon my ear
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By that great vow which bound thee
Forever to my side
And by the ring that made thee